#wally makes it a part of his routine to go in their and dust them off. make sure theyre comfy as possible and Undamaged yk

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

so. The Lights Out AU. Those that are asleep? Where on earth are they? Like where the heck is Eddie? Laying in some puddle somewhere? in a bed? Is Frank looking after him until he wakes up?

they were originally in their houses, but after a ah... incident, Wally moved them into storage room off-set. it's a bit small so they're a little crammed in there with other Props and shelves and boxes and such, but it's not like any of them are awake to mind it. Walls regularly checks on them (usually along with removing them for one of Sally's plays) and makes sure to keep the door shut tight

[river-bottom-nightmare]

Reverse batfam headcanons please centred on dickiee

i think about this entirely too often but yes yes of course.

languages were simultaneously the most simple and most complex thing dick had ever encountered in his long nine years of living. everyone in circ d’caleé spoke multiple different languages, and they'd lived in each other's shoes for so long that the travelling troupe developed their own little language, a mixture of everything and anything that could be understood. in addition to that, everywhere they went, dick picked up local dialects and accents with a tip of a hat and flip of his feet. of course, that made it a bit difficult to properly communicate when he had to live with the waynes. while bruce, tim, and jason could speak a smattering of other languages, english was what they defaulted to first and foremost. damian was fluent in both arabic and nepali first and formost, those just happened to be two languages that dick didn't speak very fluently. cassandra was just now getting the hang of spoken language with a bit of sign language thrown in. so the first few months of dick's shiny new home in wayne manor, everyone fumbled around words and phrases and vague gestures until they settled into hesitantly speaking french and attempting to convince dick to learn fluent english.

jason didn't like having a younger brother, he didn't. especially since that little brother was dick grayson. after all of the heartbreak and loss and weight of malediction bruce had lived with his entire life, jason could almost proudly say that he was one of the few people in the world to drive bruce out of his head, to get him to smile while taking jason out for ice cream, to sit him down and watch football with him, to make him laugh. and then here comes this upstart little brat who couldn't keep both feet on the ground for the life of him and thought football was actually soccer and who could make bruce laugh like it was fuckin' easy. who could so easily clamber up bruce's shoulders for a hug and beam as bruce ruffled his hair and sob into bruce's chest in the middle of the night when everyone was supposed to be asleep. jason had spent years coaxing bruce out of his shell, step by painful step, and dick made it happen with two backflips and a cheeky pun. it made jason's blood boil, the way dick never appreciated what he had, what he could do. the brat had taken to following him around, both in the cave, staring with awe as jason went through training routines, and in the manor, hopping into an armchair and asking jason to read a book aloud for him. it was irritating, just like it was irritating when dick popped jason's latest baking experiment into his mouth and loudly exclaimed how utterly delicious it was, just like it was irritating when dick dragged him to the aerial set bruce had installed in the batcave and asked him to watch his new routine. no matter what the rest of jason's stupid family said, dick was definitely not growing on jason. they could take their smiles and coos over the two "babies of the family" and shove them up their asses.

dick didn't understand why exactly bruce was so overprotective over the smallest things. he never let dick travel anywhere alone, regardless if it was as far away as france or as close as the one gelato place left in gotham. it was so unfair, because dick heard that bruce let jason run off to ethiopia of all places, and only went after him because cass had told bruce about it the minute jason left. he never let dick hang out with his friends, no matter how much dick asked to have a sleepover at wally's or go hang out with donna. on the rare occasions he said yes, they were only allowed to come to the manor. it was unreasonable, because bruce let tim run wild with young justice, despite the stories of tim going crazy after everyone in his team had died. tim wasn't crazy, as far as dick could tell, just a little paranoid and high-strung. also everyone on his team was alive, so dick didn't know what roy was talking about. cass didn't really want to go out anywhere, preferring to stick in gotham with her and tim's friend stephanie, but she had free reign over the city! and dick wasn't allowed to fight any major threats by himself at all. damian had battled deathstroke at his age, and dick was pretty sure damian was still in contact with the league of assassins, but dick couldn't even fight penguin with bruce insisting he be there for backup. he was so overprotective it made dick's blood boil.

being around dick physically hurt tim sometimes. not the crass (yet still somehow funny?) jokes jason made about dick jumping into body-slamming hugs and crash landing into laps so fiercely that even tim could feel it. but it hurt,,,,emotionally, so to speak. dick was just,,,,,dick was so much like stephanie, it ached. to be more specific, stephanie before. steph before she'd desperately bid for bruce's attention and landed herself at black mask's feet for her troubles. steph before the power tools dug her life away bit by bit until she was just gone. steph before she'd come back with green eyes and rage splitting at the seams of her scarred skin. steph before she realized that black mask had killed her and put tim in a wheelchair for the rest of his life for trying to avenge his best friend, and bruce had done next to nothing. tim would sit in his clocktower and force a smile onto his face as dick rambled on and on about the most meaningful of meaningless things, as dick shoved new foods he'd never tried before into his face, as dick laughed loud and bright and clear, trying to forget a time when steph would do the same. she smiles now, grabs lunch with him and cass, wakes up on days when there isn't any green in her vision, but she'll never be who she used to. and tim prays that there never comes a day when dick ends up like her.

dick feels,,,,,isolated sometimes, compared to the rest of his new family. or no, maybe isolated isn't the right word. set apart, maybe, or differentiated. both damian and cass had spent their lives being beat and broken and put back together supposedly stronger than before until they were almost wiped away entirely. steph and jason had both grown up poor and hungry and flinching back from their fathers, bending under gotham's merciless weight. (then steph had died, and come back worse than ever imagined.) tim had grown up lonely, had learned to fend for himself, had turned his name into a half-revered, half-feared whisper even when his legs were taken from him. maybe dick could have related a bit to bruce, but bruce had put himself through so much hardship and so much suffering in an attempt to keep himself from ever being hurt again. in contrast, dick hadn't gone through nearly as much. he'd been happy before the circus came to gotham, happy and cared for and loved. but that didn't mean he couldn't still help. he could sit and listen as they raged, because their anger couldn't touch him; he had no part in it. he could coax out smiles from their stone walls and laugh enough for all of them put together. he could take a name that had previously only been associated with death and heartache and turn it into the light and joy of gotham. he could dust the stillness from the curtains and breathe life back into wayne manor. and that, for him, was enough.

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[sparkleofpizza]

The archer - Tim Drake x reader 1/?

Hey guys, how are you doing? I have been working on this story for a while now and decided to finally post it, I am currently still writing the next parts because I decided to change a few ideas I had previously, but this is mainly just me giving Tim Drake some love and incorporating a bit of my love for Arrow too. Hope you guys like it and feel free to request me anything if you'd like, I write for the batboys, Wally and Conner. 

Requested: no

Warnings: some swearing

Summary: Y/n Queen will be living in the Wayne Manor for a while, and Dick Grayson decided to be the Cupid between her and his little brother Tim Drake.

Word count: 2.228

Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7

The Wayne manor was silent that day, Bruce had everyone prepared for the arrival of a guest. The four boys were pissed off as why they had to make sure their rooms were organized, it was not like the guest would sleep in there. Dick and Jason didn't even live there anymore, but they gave up on arguing after one pointed look from Alfred.

When the doorbell finally rung, the boys were all too busy playing around in the cave - somewhere they found out they would have privacy, after all there was no way the guest would get there. So they weren’t there to greet you as you found your way around the house, after being greeted by Bruce and Alfred, letting them take your bags to the room you’d be staying at and showing you around.

You ended up standing in front of the clock, you knew pretty well what that clock meant, your brother had told you about that. You had a vague idea that the boys would be there - you really wanted to meet all of them - but didn’t want to intrude, this wasn’t your house after all and Bruce was already being nice enough to let you stay over while your brother was away in some business. So you went back to your room, deciding to meet them when was the right time.

And it actually didn’t take long for you to run into one of them. You collided with a huge body, making you land in your butt as you looked up to see none other than Jason Todd. He started down at you.

“Who are you?” He asked, frowning "Are you the guest Bruce told us about?"

“Hello to you too, Jason.” You rolled your eyes at the boys antics, pushing yourself up “It’s nice to see you again.”

He started at you for a few seconds before realization drowned on him. You are Y/N Queen, Oliver’s young sister and Roy’s ‘sister’ as well. He hasn’t seen you such a long time he almost didn’t recognize you.

“Y/N?!” He questioned, too surprised, patting your shoulder “Oh, it’s good to see you again. You look so different from the last time I saw you.”

“That’s because the last time you saw me I was sixteen.” You smirked up at him “Which means you’re getting a bit old.”

He narrowed his eyes at you “You’re like eighteen now or something?”

“Nineteen, actually.”

He nodded, leading you downstairs to the kitchen “Well, you’re still underage so you still have to respect me and do what I say.”

“When have I ever done something people tell me to do? I literally went after a serial killer on my own when I was fifteen just because Ollie told me to stay out of it.”

Jason nodded his head, remembering Roy complaining about something like that. He didn’t pay much attention at the story at the time because he thought it was boring and he had better things to think of, such as his revenge on Bruce, but now it seemed amusing a small girl like you trying something like that. He made a mental note to ask you more details about it later.

“I hope none of you are doing anything imprudent, we have a visitor and that would be really bad looking for you all.” Jason exclaimed, entering the kitchen with you by his side 

His three brothers were sitting on the counter, fighting over the last cookie Alfred had made earlier. Their heads shot up in curiosity trying to find out who was there with their brother. Hoping it wouldn't be the mysterious guest.

You stood still, pushing some hair from your face and offering them a friendly smile. Oliver has told you about them, even Roy filled you in on who they were, you’ve seen pictures of them, after all they were Bruce’s Wayne kids, but damn, you didn’t expect them to be this good looking in person. 

“Todd, who’s this?” A small boy questioned, holding up a knife to point at you

You chuckled at that “I’m y/n, it’s really nice to meet you. Maybe you should let go of that knife, kids shouldn’t hold things that can hurt them.”

“I’m not a kid!” He yelled 

His brothers laughed at his face, Tim already taking a liking into you. If you got to bother Damian in less than five minutes into conversation than you were cool. Dick though you were funny and Jason smiled proudly just because he knew you before everyone else.

“This are my brothers, Dick, Tim and Damian.” Jason introduced them to you 

You smiled once again, taking a sit across from where they were. 

“So...” Dick started “Y/n, when did you and Jason get together?”

“What? You think we’re dating?” You almost gagged, taking a look at the boy beside you. From all the stories you heard about him from Roy, you were 110% sure that you’d never be able to feel something more for him “We’re not together.” You chuckled at the end

Jason narrowed his eyes “Y/n is the guest Bruce told us about, but hold on a second... Why did you sound so disgusted?”

“Because anyone would be disgusted if someone thought they were dating you, Todd.” Damian rolled his eyes, earning a few laughs from his brother and you, and a death glare from Jason

“Roy just tells me so much shit about you, and you guys are glued. It would be like dating Roy, totally weird.”

“Oh, you’re friends with Roy?” Tim asked, leaning in a bit, curious about how much you knew about them all

You smiled directly at him, flipping some hair from your face. He stared at you for a while, mouth slightly open before quickly shutting it close. You were so pretty and what a perfect smile you have. 

“Yeah, I’ve known him almost my whole life.” You replied, frowning a bit, thinking back into old memories of when things went down hill, but quickly smiled again at boy in front of you “So I know plenty about all of you.” 

That gave him the answer he needed. You knew about their nightly activities, which was better than having to lie all the time. Not like he was expecting to have you around all the time, you were just staying for a while. But he wouldn’t mind staring at your gorgeous e/c eyes, and pretty conquer smile. 

Dick’s eyes went wide, looking at his brother and than at you. An idea already popping on his mind, if you weren’t dating Jason, maybe that meant you weren’t dating anyone, since you stated you also weren’t dating Roy. Big chances of you being single. Watching you and Tim interact made him want to play match maker, oh he was desperate to play match maker.

“How old are you, y/n?” He blurted out loudly 

“I’m nineteen, why?”

“Oh! Nothing! Just curiosity. Did you know Tim is twenty-one? Only two years older than you! Funny, right?”

You nodded, biting your lower lip to prevent yourself from laughing. Dick didn’t know how to be discreet.

It had been a couple of days since you’ve been at the manor and you noticed a couple of things:

1. Damian was a very hard person to socialize with, he was very judging and didn’t seem to enjoy your presence at all.

2. Jason was everything Roy told you about him, and that was kind of creepy.

3. Dick was definitely trying to play cupid, asking you random questions out of the blue and then stating facts about Tim.

4. Tim had a very weird sleeping pattern, was coffee addicted and the nicest to talk out of the four of them. 

You tried to live your days as normally as possible, but nothing normal is really normal in this family. You thought it was ok their vigilant routine, your brother was one as well, but weren’t they extreme sometimes?! No wonder Oliver said Bruce was uptight. They show zero emotions. 

You tried not to get in their way, not really bothering them when they were busy with patrol and cases. You figured your time of the day should be during the night, when the would be out of the manor and on the streets fighting crime. 

Going down to the kitchen to get some coffee, maybe something to eat and then you could silently laugh while watching Brooklyn 99. What you didn’t expect was to run into Tim during that.

He was pouring down coffee on his mug when you appeared on the doorway. He glanced up, smiling once he saw you.

“Did I wake you up?” He questioned, leaning down on the counter 

“No.” You shook your head, smiling back at him “I came to get some coffee. Shouldn't you be on patrol?" 

"It is my day off." Tim replied, watching you as he took a sip of his coffee

"So then... Can't sleep?"

“I normally don’t sleep. What about you?”

You arched your brows at that, pouring some hot coffee in a mug for you. Who normally doesn’t sleep?

“Just wanted to watch some Netflix in the quite of the night.” You shrugged “What do you normally do since you don’t sleep?”

"I just work on some cases."

That seemed unlikely. How could someone stay up all night just working on some cases? He certainly did other things, maybe he had a secret girlfriend and he would sneak her into his room at night and that's just what he told everyone he was doing? Working on some cases.

"But you do that all night? I doubt it's healthy. Don't you like have a secret girlfriend you're sneaking in and you just don't want anyone to find out about?"

Tim laughed at your statement, shaking his head. 

"I don't have any secret girlfriend or a real girlfriend for the matter. I like working at night. You could help me sometime, if you'd like?" A dust pink took over his cheeks, maybe he crossed the line by asking you join him in his room in the middle of the night, but you smiled at him 

"I'd love to help you on some cases. Shall we start now?"

He nodded, grabbing your hand and pulling you in towards his room. You smiled at the touch of your palms, his hand was way bigger than yours, but you liked how it felt against your skin. His fingers were cold. You could get used to holding hands with him, it felt nice.

You entered his room, looking at the place around you and seeing how it had so much of him in it. It smelled like coffee and his cologne, a nice combination. He closed the door behind you, leading you to his desk.

"So, what do you want me to help you with?" You questioned, leaning on the desk and staring at him 

He took a moment to admire you. Your face free of makeup, some natural redness on the skin that made you look cute, your hair down on your shoulders, and your comfy pijamas. 

"Have you ever worked on a case before?" You nodded, making him look at you with surprise. You smirked before he kept on talking "I'm trying to track down some of these weapon buyers, there's supposed to be a sale soon, but I can't point out the location yet."

"What are our leads?"

Tim smiled, showing you all the evidence he got before splitting up the job and the both of you starting to work. You sat on his bed with a laptop and he sat beside you with his own. Both clicking at the keyboard, trying to find new clues to find out the place of the weapon sale before it's too late. 

At some point of the night, you had decided to take a small break. Laying on your side, looking at Tim while he worked and holding a small conversation with him. But then you were too quiet and when he looked at you again, you had fallen asleep, holding on his shirt sleeve. 

He closed his laptop, carefully placing it on his night stand, trying not to disrupt you, and lied down himself. He tried to put some distance between your bodies, but you shifted only getting closer to him once you missed his body warmth, and he found himself trapped when you plopped a leg over his thighs. His cheeks turned red and he was really glad you were asleep so you wouldn't be able to see how flustered he was right now. 

Eventually, during the night, Tim wrapped his arms around you as your head was placed on top of his chest. And that's how Alfred found the both of you in the morning, having checked your room to wake you up for breakfast and being frighted to find an empty bed. 

"What you're staring at, Alfred?" Dick asked, waking past him on the hallway only to squeaky like a little kid once he saw you two asleep holding each other "I knew it! I knew they'd end up together!"

He grabbed his phone, snapping a couple of pictures before being rushed out of there by Alfred. Tim deserved some sleep, and the both of you looked too adorable together to be disturbed like that. 

[muskyelon]

The Mummy: Was it Worth it? (My Reaction)

I just got back from The Mummy. The first film in Universal Studio's new Dark Universe, where they make new versions of a load of old horror favourites. The Mummy: The 2017 film is a reboot of The Mummy: The 1999 film.

Before I get into any kind of summary of this film I'll just say how I feel about it right now. It's... fine. It's not the worst thing out there. It's not the best thing either. Although, it's not good. It falls down in many places. Tom Cruise spends most of the film walking around confused and occasionally punching things. Annabelle Wallis as Jennifer Halsey is really competent and good at her job. Of course, she does become a damsel in distress but we won't get into that quite yet. Sofia Boutella as Ahmanet (Technically the title character) does her best with frankly, limited material and Russel Crowe (My personal vendetta against the man aside) was fine.

If you don't want true spoilers for The Mummy I'd suggest you stop reading now.

The film begins and Cruise's character Nick is watching a group of Iraqi insurgents from on top of a hill with his good(?) friend Sgt. Vail. We know this will be a great film from the beginning because, our friends from the American military have decided to loot historical artefacts from the Middle East in order to sell the on the black market. But don't worry, Nicolas is only “Liberating” them. This film is not good.

After deciding to go to the men with guns Nickel and Vail get shot at a bunch so they call in an air strike. Because America. This opens a very large tomb in the ground which... Oh, wait actually this film started with a monologue by Russ Crowseph. He just told us about an Egyptian princess (Did they have princesses? Sorry, I'm not great on Ancient Egyptian government) and how she was beautiful but also ruthless! (But mainly beautiful) And how she did a pact with the God of Death, Set. She proceeds to kill her father and newborn brother for power reasons and then tries to stab a guy with a magic dagger for God Pact reasons. She's stopped and mummified alive (Didn't the mummification process involve the removal of vital organs and embalming with preservatives?) and left in a tomb. Which is the tomb that Nick the Wick finds... SPOOOOOOOOKYYY!

Jennifer Halsey, referred to as Jenny for the rest of the film arrives on the scene to call Nick an idiot and climb into the scary hole. Nick, Vail and Jenny enter the hole and find spooky things like, jewels, mummies, cobwebs, and liquid mercury. Nick notices the elaborate rope contraption which keeps something suspended in the air so he decides to shoot the rope. Nicolas isn't very smart. Or competent. Or good at his job. A sarcophagus comes out from a pool of mercury and spiders come out of the walls. One bits Vail but Nick the D*ck tells him they're not poisonous. Nick also has a vision where Ahmanet tells him that he is her Chosen. She says it in Egyptian and there's subtitles. So it's safe to assume Nick can see them too.

After this there's a pretty big hullabaloo. A plane crashes and Tom Cruise dies. Unfortunately Nick revives in the morgue naked. Jenny and two doctors walk in to see the newly alive corpse and promptly decide to!... Let him just walk out to a pub with Jenny? Oh. Oh yeah, for a second I thought anybody in this film apart from Jenny was competent. There's an actual reason she didn't ask any questions.

In the pub Jenny (Who's secretly clued in to what's going on here) asks Nick questions about how he survived. Actually this part makes no sense. None of Jenny's actions here make sense. And I know why.

There's a secret organisation in the Dark Universe that captures and deals with evil monsters. It is run- at least on the ground- by Dr. Henry Jekyll. Jenny is in this organisation and also fairly close to The Jekster. Nick only found the tomb because he stole a letter and map belonging to Jenny after sleeping with her. A map given to her by Henry! Meaning the whole time Jenny knows The Mummy is out there. Knows the story of Ahmanet. And knows it is entirely feasible for Nick to be able to come back to life! But for some reason, she is entirely convinced that Ahmanet isn't real! Refuses to believe that Nick is actually seeing visions of her! And for some reason thinks he escaped a plane crash, with no bloody parachute!

The reason for this is that originally Jennifer Halsey wasn't in the secret organisation whose name I've forgotten but is essentially the SCP foundation. It makes perfect sense. Jenny existed originally to just be the love interest for Nick. But after realising that then there would be literally no reason for Nick and Not-SCP to ever cross paths, they decided to write her in their. Without revising any of the script that took place before it was revealed she was in Not-SCP.

After this Ahmanet comes back to life and sucks the life force out of men by giving them the shift (french kissing). Nick shows up to check out her corpse. He gets captured. Jenny shows up in the middle of that God Pact from earlier. She gets captured. Nick shows us that he was able to easily escape his capture the whole time by beating up some zombies which are held together with bubblegum and paper clips. Ahmanet almost claims her first female victim, but she moved in for the shift too slow in an attempt to have all the menfolk pop a boner due to the HLA (Hot Lesbian Action) and Frank (I think that's his name?) stops her. (In fact they liked this scene so much that it gets repeated. Exactly the same. Ten minutes later.)

Jenny and Nick run away and it turns out there's a second maguffin required for the God Pact that had been stolen by the English during the Second Crusade. Also Ahmanet is naked. For the entire film. Except her nipples and vagina are covered by some exceptionally sticky bandaging, because the rest fell off.

Jenny and Nick end up in the SCP and Ahmanet was captured. They flute about for a while and eventually Jekyll turns to Hyde and beats up Nick a bit and Ahmanet escapes with the ole spider in the brain routine. Jenny and Nick get chased by a giant sandstorm because Ahmanet has the power to turn glass back to sand with her magic.

Oh! Also, Rusty Crowbar's monologue from earlier was from the newly discovered tomb of some Crusader knights. Turns out they had the Maguffin. So Ahmanet, who can actually turn anybody into zombie slaves regardless of how long they've been dead or whether or not she killed them, turns all the dead crusaders into zombles and gets them to kill the archaeologists that found the maguffin. It's a ruby. The other is a big knife.

Meanwhile Nick and Jenny get chased throught the London Tubeline by zombies. Then they get pushed through a door by a zombie into a strangely placed body of water. Like, they got shoved through a closed doorway. An obvious door. Remember that because it'll be bad writing in about thirty seconds. So the zombie goes in the water with them which turns out to be about twenty five feet deep and once it loses its grip, it falls harmlessly to the bottom.

Up until this point Jenny has been useless in every action scene and has been saved by Nick every time. Ahmanet shows up and drags Jenny underwater. Nick goes to save her. When he gets to the bottom the zombie from before is gone. Now, this is a minor annoyance because they've been shown to  turn to dust once they “die” but... what killed. It couldn't have been drowning because.

Bad Writing Alert!

The place the Jenny had been dragged through was actually the rest of the Crusader tomb. Which had been discovered maybe three days prior to this? Meaning that The Tube had been built. A doorway opened up. A door installed there. But nobody had ever actually gone into the water? Why was the door even built? Who makes a doorway to nothing? Whoever made that doorway should be sacked. Not only this but the dead knights came alive as zombies. Swimming ones. So... can they swim because they were underwater for so long? They can survive underwater indefinitely so what killed that one from before? Was he just so embarrassed at screwing up that he made himself disintegrate? Or maybe it's the option C. The writers weren't arsed having it make sense.

Nick gets dragged to the main tomb which was connected to Waterworld (Not associated with Kevin Costner) and discovers that his damsel can no longer be in distress because she's dead. Wait, what? She's dead? No. Yeah. Definitely dead. Well, it's okay because one brief beating and a broken leg later, Nick has stolen the now combined maguffins together. Ahmanet tries to convince him to go through with the ceremony which would have Set enter his body and actually it makes perfect sense. There isn't anything binding the two, it's just belived by Ahmanet that once Nick becomes Nick Ultra he'll marry her or whatever. Completely ignoring the fact that Set could take complete control and just go on a bit of a rampage.

Nick decides to stab himself with the dagger with no clue of whether or not the pact works if he does it to himself because he's real clever. He gets the god powers and gives Ahmanet the kill shift. Then he bring Jenny back to life somehow. He just says sorry a bunch and shouts at her corpse. That works I guess, after Jenny comes back to life he tells her he has to go and whatnot before disappearing.

To end the film Nick Ultra and the newly revived Vail (Whose corpse was missing, he was a ghost for he afterlife) ride through the desert on horses while Russel gives a monologue about the battle between good and evil.

This film wasn't good. The writing wasn't good, the characters were as cookie cutter as they come and The Mummy wasn't even the bad guy.

Ahmanet as I stated before spent basically all of her screen time naked and Jenny Halsey, who was actually fairly cool to begin with, literally died for the sake of giving Tom Cruise a reason to come back for a sequel. She was a damsel in distress who spent the film falling in love with a guy who had spent all of their first encounters either screwing her or screwing her over.

Nick doesn't develop as a character. He just ends up wanting to have sex with Jennifer but it's noble at the end I guess because he loves her now? Yeah, instead of character development he got literal god powers and a damsel.

Ahmanet is actually fairly sympathetic. Coming from a society  in which all of the cards were stacked against her it makes sense she'd get desperate to hold on to the power that she had earned. Through years of y'know, working for it.

Jekyll is just there to show off the fact that it's a shared universe now.

Vail, well he's just around.

The film uses pretty basic shots and sound design. Spooky music happens when a scary is coming up and we get lots of still cam shots when anything is happening. Like, literally anything. There's awkward cuts sometimes and it can be a bit jarring when the camera gets all shaky because “an action sequence” happens. But that's really it. They were too busy trying to fit Not-SCP into the script to worry about things like cinematography and sound design.

The film tried its best to make the viewer thoroughly engrossed in the universe and even went so far as to give us some really high stakes but that alone wasn't enough to make up for the fact that this film was mediocre on all counts AND treated women pretty damn crappy. And also Russel Crowe is a shitebag.

Final Score: 3/10

[irishfino]

The First Date After Dust

               HR is there when Iris goes into labor prematurely. He panics in the waiting room as the doctors do everything they can to stall her labor and reseal the amniotic sack surrounding one twin. The boy one, probably, boys are trouble, he had joked. Iris huffed a tired laugh as she was wheeled away into surgery. HR tries to keep everyone’s spirits up in the waiting room, but it’s hard when there’s a grandfather, uncle, godfather – it was on Barry’s wishlist for the future –, and godfather’s visiting girlfriend. He’s just HR, championship cheerleader and spirit raiser. Until the third hour passes with no word from the doctors. The clock strikes midnight. Joe has gone through three pots of coffee on his own. HR has absolutely decimated the available coffee from the nurses’ station. Cisco’s left leg won’t stop bouncing. Cindy quietly nurses a cold cup of coffee. Half past midnight a doctor appears, clean and shiny, but straight from surgery. The twins were born in the extremely early hours of Halloween.

               Little Donovan and little Dawn are the smallest babies HR has ever seen. He could easily hold them both in the palms of his hands. They’re lively, though, sleeping and fussing and trying to latch. The doctors find it strange that they are so active, but determine it’s a good sign. Iris holds them first and for as long as she can while they’re in the neonatal intensive care unit. They have tiny tubes going into their tiny noses and tiny needles piercing the tiniest veins possible. Tiny leads cover their tiny chests and tummies, a tiny heartbeat monitor is clipped to tiny big toes. HR, of course, gives up his spot when Pawpaw or Unc show up to spend time with the tiny ones or Iris.

               Spending his days in the hospital with Iris as she recovers puts a strain on his relationship with Tracy. He likes her, he cares for her, but he has a self-imposed obligation to Iris and her children. He’s not a smart man, but he’s not dumb enough to leave a newly – widowed isn’t the right word, but she’s very much so a widow – widowed mother of two newborns who are in the NICU for a few months at least. He’d never forgive himself when he has all the time in the world to put to good use. It’s almost a relief when she breaks up with him a month later. She’s destined for greater things, anyway. And they’re still friends, so that’s a nice perk.

               Iris returns to work two months later. The medical bills will probably bankrupt her and she’ll have to sell the loft, but it’s better to try and negotiate with the hospital and her insurance company than to give up the ghost before she’s barely begun recovering from everything. HR spends his time in the hospital with the twins. When he’s not with them, he’s spinning epic tales of heroes and villains and adding a few steamier elements to the adventures. Sometimes, he sleeps.

               The twins are released in mid-December on, arguably, the coldest day of the year so far. They hate everything about the trip home and are sure to raise a fuss about the entire process. Their perfectly healthy lungs can sure hold a lot of air to scream with. They settle down once Joe’s car starts the trip home.

               Iris is allowed one week off from work to settle in to a new routine. She doesn’t press for more time. Her work gives her enough to keep her busy and avoid thinking about everything that has happened so quickly the last few months. HR, naturally, offers to help. He rejects an offer of payment and brings his own coffee. He doesn’t want to increase Iris’ burden and, if his publishing deal works out, he’ll be able to quietly pay off her and the twins’ medical bills. It’s amazing this country still doesn’t have a single payer system, but, he supposes, not everywhere can be as advanced as Earth-19.

               One year later sees Iris accepting a Pulitzer on her exposé on the treatment of metahumans near and far, their struggle to be accepted, those that hide, and those born to metahuman parents who display new and amazing abilities unique to them. The twins have no idea what it means, too busy walking and learning to talk and climbing things and dusting their faces with flour. Iris tells Barry all about it when she visits his grave. He’s right next to his parents where he belongs.

               It’s not until their third birthday that the twins being exhibiting Speedster abilities. Little Donnie ran through a wall while throwing a fit over bedtime. Little Dawnie’s chocolate syrup didn’t mix with her milk well enough for her. She vibrated the glass until it was deliciously chocolatey. Unckie Wally is tasked with teaching the twins a bit of control, but they’re three years old and just not that easy. They wreak havoc and run circles around everyone, speed or not. Wally handles them when they’re speedy, HR handles them when they’re hyperactive, and Joe handles them either way when he’s not exhausted from police work. Iris is there when not working, of course, and she giggles in the background unless things get a little out of hand. Like the time the kids got a little crazy running around the lower level of the loft and knocked Barry’s snowglobe off the bookshelf. It took a diving HR to save it, though his head was a little sore from it hitting him right on the crown.

               It’s not until Iris goes on her first date since everything happened that HR realizes his feelings for Iris run a little deeper than platonic. But, oh, that red dress she’s wearing! It hugs every curve, some new, some old, and wow. And those black high heels. Gods, she already has a very nice set of buttocks, but, hoo boy could she make a man bite his knuckle to keep from shouting what a blessing that ass really is.

               “Wow, Iris,” he breathes. “What lucky guy gets to take you out for a night on the town?”

               She grins and does a little twirl. HR raises his left fist to his mouth and bites the second knuckle on his index finger. Iris laughs at the gesture and brushes a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

               “Scott,” she replies. “From work.”

               He spits out his finger. “Oh. Is he still your boss, because that could get a little –” He waves his hand side to side horizontally to indicate his uncertainty.

               She tilts her chin up and grins. “I might have a little more influence than he does, what with my Pulitzer and all.”

               “Well, you look great,” he says with a smile. “Are you planning on returning this evening or should I –”

               “HR!” she gasps dramatically.

               “What? If I was him, I would try.”                “It’s the first date, HR.”

               “I would really, really try.”

               “Because I look slammin’ or because you’re desperate?”

               He clasps a hand over his heart in dramatic fashion. “Right in the heart, Miss West, but I ask you, who wouldn’t be desperate to lay down with a ‘slammin’’ lady like yourself?”

               “Almost saved it,” she laughed.

               “Almost! Darn. I’ll try harder next time.”

               “I’m sure you will.”

               He sends her off with a good luck grin and a thumbs up. He may have also slipped a condom into her purse. Just in case. She could use a good time from a gentlemanly fellow. If Scott’s the type. Some part of him hopes that she comes back and tosses the prophylactic in his face with a laugh and a stern finger. Oh well. Time to check on the children and make sure they’re not out of bed yet. They’ll wake up for warm milk or a story soon enough. Who in the multiverse thought Speedster children were a good idea?

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